I have a few things to say folks

Let's start with the irritations of life. aka call me Sisyphus.

From the complaints department:
I have written numerous posts about my constant irritation with customers who have never mastered the concept of waiting their turn. It just amazes me at times. The simple skill of waiting in line or waiting your turn is taught from nursery school on. If your parents don't teach you this; you are going to learn it in school. They have you wait in lines. They tell you you can't shove ahead and that you have to wait your turn.
Let's think about this phrase for a moment.
Wait. Your. Turn.
again.
Wait. Your. Turn.

Has everyone thought about that one for awhile? Good.

How the heck are some of these people who are parents supposed to teach their children how to do this if they can't do it themselves. People interrupt me when I am actively speaking with someone else. I could be on the telephone and actively speaking and people will interrupt me. Unless you or someone near you is about to die or there some other serious emergency I am sure you can wait a moment. I sometimes feel like I am the parent of several hundred ungrateful over-sized children who need to be smacked about. If you say to me, "I don't have much time" I want to offer up this phrase to you: time management.
In fact there are many books on the subject to help people if this is an issue for them.
I typed in the search box on Amazon the phrase, "time management" and came up with quite a few answers. See? There is a way to deal with the lack of time these people supposedly have. In fact no. 3 on the list seemed most appropriate.
I am not trying to be a bastard. In fact when you interrupt me you cause me to not use my time effectively. If one had waited their turn I could have helped the other person in a quicker fashion and then helped the next person. But because some ass-face couldn't wait he/she has wasted time. Think about that for awhile. A child has an excuse for not being the most patient person around. They. are. a. child.
They are still learning how to be a civilized individual.
A forty-five year old man or woman has no fucking excuse.
NONE!
I ask my faithful readers; I implore all of you to take some responsibility and tell everyone around you, "hey, remember to wait your turn." "You know, waiting in line is an okay thing."
It isn't like we live in some sort of backward place where people have to wait in line for hours to get bread and rotting potatoes.
I promise 95% of the time that if you wait in line it will be no more than two minutes. Really. I am serious.
Remember; it isn't all about you. If you are going to be a participating member of society and general civilization you are going to have to wait in line now and then. If you wait patiently I will be incredibly polite to you; (maybe even a bit flirty if you are lucky and/or hot) possibly compliment some item of clothing you are wearing and offer up a helpful suggestions as to where you should eat lunch, where to find out of season shoes, or where a museum is.
If you don't act like a civilized human being? I will be curt and short with you and look upon you as if you were a disgusting cockroach. I will make sure you will really experience the disdain of Miss Gennie. (all in a polite civilized way)
Plain and simple.
Don't fuck with me.

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( Let's move onto more cheerful subjects. )